Prologue Many of you reading this may not be familiar with an organisation called The International Federation of Naked Bodybuilders or IFNB for short. Well as this story concerns men who are associated with the IFNB, might I suggest that you familiarise yourself with the activities of this, I suspect, fictive organisation, by logging-on to its blog? The ad...
Alonso Lassiter strode jauntily towards the office of his Master and mentor Professor Evander Kell. Alonso was the Professor's assistant as well as a part time teacher of The Classics. Alonso was pleased as the Professor had secured them both, as well as four students, places at an established Egyptian archaeology site for three weeks of the upcoming summer...
He stares at me with a mixture of pity and disgust in his eyes, and I sneer back at him, my contempt loud and clear. I didn't know it then, but that doorman would one day mean the world to me. ** My name is Peter 'Pinky' Benson. I'm twenty and a half years old, and I'm going to be all alone for the first time in the big city. I'm moving there to attend an...
Saturday morning I went about the chore of moving. Like my campus apartment, the basement of the house where I'd be living was fully furnished. It was more one large room than an apartment. The bathroom was in a separate room, but that was all. One corner had a sofa, chair, a table and television. Another corner was a complete kitchen set-up; small, but i...
"That's nice, Dale," I moaned as he sucked on my neck. My husband's right hand was between my legs. His wet finger pushed into my ass. My cell phone phone rang and it momentarily distracted me. I glanced at the screen. Damien. "Shit," I muttered. "Don't answer it," Dale growled. I ignored the phone and returned to making out with my husband. A minute lat...
CHAPTER 1 I am as old as the century; but, in fact, I am also as old as the millennium as I was born in the year 2000. Of course I am as delusional as 99.99% of the world's population in thinking that January 1st 2000 was the start of the twenty-first century and simultaneously the start of the third millennium; for as all enlightened people will recognise,...
Authors note: Hey guys! I highly (HIGHLY) recommend that you check out my Hazel story. This is a spin-off and you will get more insight to the plot and characters. If you decide not to, that it perfectly fine, I tried to write this so you're not too lost. I have my reasoning for writing this story under two categories instead of one. This is my first time...
Hey all and Happy Holidays! First Day I hung up the phone and stared at it for a minute before picking up the glass of wine I was nursing through dinner and throwing it against the wall. The sound of glass shattering into pieces didn't relieve me as much as I thought it would and the thought of the chardonnay possibly staining the paint didn't help. I pic...
This is the ninth story in my Oral Friends series. This story, like all my others, is pure fantasy. It comes from my perverted little brain almost too easily. I hope you enjoy it. Sorry it's been so long since my last submission. ********** Hi, my name is Phil. If you've been reading my other tales you know that my best friend, Rich, and I are 'friends wi...
My name is Kevin Pettifer. I am just twenty-five years old. I am a regular sailor in the Royal Navy, which I joined as a cadet when I was eighteen years old and in which I now hold the non-commissioned rank of Petty Officer: Petty Officer Pettifer! I have just been promoted to this rank and posted to what seems like my dream job: chief physical education ins...